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Gayle adjusted her specs, the heavy midst lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slide them to the tip of her small push button nose as she sat glumly at her desk, unseeable as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked right wing through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a trivial nerdy and didn't have the huge boobs that blonde bimbo Candy, the office manager, had ; but she thought she was precious, maybe not beautiful, but cute for for certain. Besides, she thought men liked petite asian women, even the mousey looking single, considering all the Asian porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her bureau was the exception to the rule.

Gayle was thin and athletic but she never really bothered much with her coming into court, favoring comfort and practicality over glamor ; it was a lesson her mother had hammered into her on a day-by-day basis, telling her constantly that any man worth having would appreciate her sensibility. Even so, as pretty as she was and as a lot as her female parent assured her there was someone searching for her even now, the men around this office, around her locality, and seemingly populating the minor city she lived in seemed to prefer the shiny over the practical ; Gayle guessed the old adage was true, men just didn't make laissez passer at girls who wore ice !

Gayle sighed as she saw Saint David from human being resourcefulness approaching with Mike from Sales and Tony from world Relations ; she had always thought St. David was kind of cute, in a dorky I look like a Giraffa camelopardalis variety of way, but the marvellous grizzly man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blond office manager a hungry spirit as the top gruelling slattern bent over to blame up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the small radical of men approach, giving them a good look at her branch and pulling her snug skirt tightly over her large bubble tush ; however if Gayle was buck naked and on firing she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why Candy even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no sake in these men ; she had her center set higher up the intellectual nourishment string, squarely on the tolerant shoulder joint of the salt and pepper haired CEO of this small company, and who could pick her ; if the man wasn't light yr out of her league she would have taken a shooting at him. Gayle was pretty sure that candy was going to use her rather sizable body to catch some Z's her way to the top, she had done a pretty good job already actually ; only twenty-eight and already the VP of Accounting - and the function manager ! Technically confect was Gayle's boss, but since Gayle's conception and innovation drove this caller the giggly blonde left the mousy brunet alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in accusation of inquiry and development, she was inquiry and maturation - she was in charge of a section of one !

David sat on her desk, not as a well-disposed overture to conversation, but so he could shroud the erection that Candy's polyester wrapped ass was giving him as he spoke to the blonde woman,"So Candy, you have a date to the party tonight ?"

Gayle watched as the large breast womanhood straightened back up and smiled her trademark thousand James Watt smile, a flashing foretoken that all but said sneak in penis here,"Nah, I thought I'd just go stag…who knows, maybe we can trip the light fantastic some."

Gayle sighed as she translated the conversation in her head, pushing her wayward glasses back up her nose, ‘ No date, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Maxwell Anderson's pants. But if that doesn't piece of work out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as St. David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in prediction of going where damn near every man had gone before ! David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his gasp and Gayle couldn't help but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own narrow rose hip and tiny buttocks evidently of no interest to the gathered men as they continued to eye candy like the objet d'art of meat she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had nothing but an hard-on to offer confect, then she had no interest ; David wouldn't be defiling anything but his right manus if he decided to stay on sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the offensive scene playing out in front of her rarely apply cubical, absentmindedly pushing her glasses up yet again and heading towards the league room without so much as a backward glance,"cum on guy wire, group meeting in five and you know how Sherwood Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her step and wondered if anyone's eyes were on her wool-clad buns, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her hunch were confirmed when she heard Candy giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even charge per unit being the bottom, so to speak, of a prank, so it had to be Candy still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

"Well, would you handsome men escort me to the merging ?"Candy cooed,"A girl can't be too careful you know, and what woman wouldn't tone safe with three big strong men protecting her sexual morality ?"

Gayle dropped her fountainhead as she literally bit her tongue to keep on from blurting out a snide comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; well not to annoy the vapid womanhood anymore than necessary, she really didn't need another lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the weekly faculty encounter, being forced from the congeneric refuge of her lab, which encompassed the full floor below this one, and forced to interact with the people who she didn't truly understands and was never really prosperous around, hoi polloi who didn't understand her and were just as uncomfortable with her presence as she was with theirs. But near of all she hated staring at her Boss, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem ripe enough a parole, and trying to hide what his smiles did to her.

She walked into the large wood paneled conference room, quite an abrupt transition from the ice and steel décor of the rest of the post ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the warm organic fertiliser flavour of darkness polished woods that were more in style a hundred old age ago than in this age of reckoner and bulk output. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as technology raced forward, he and his caller had to continue footstep or die ; but he decided there was no rationality the company couldn't employ the most modern conveniences with style. In fact his office and, the attached conference room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the classic flair and incorporating mod engineering science discreetly.

Gayle watched as Candy stood by her chair, hiking her ridiculously tight bird up slightly, seemingly in prep to sit but more likely just to show off her shapely legs ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide comment, as the men jockeyed to see who would pull in out her chair for her. The low mousy char shook her head and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to hold her chair after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chatter of the rascal's she worked with faded and silence descended on the room ; she had a doctorate from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Jane Goodall watching the monkeys fornicate in the copy room. But her gaffer was another story all together she thought as she watched the magniloquent incisive dressed man walk into the elbow room with all the regal heading of a king addressing his court. Gayle was in awe of the tall man who always seemed to receive a kind word for her, always seemed to know what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a woman could want in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her conference so she kept her feelings, her desires, bottled bass inside, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a ardent flush that she hoped didn't appearance on her look filled her chest of drawers just at the wad of this gorgeous man, and that was the only one of the embarrassing event he had on her as the improbable blue-eyed god smiled down at his seated employees a minute before taking his bum and laying a thin manila envelope on the dark polished Natalie Wood of the huge mahogany table. She knew there was probably just a raw data printout inside ; at her urging they had done away with almost all paperwork, everything being handled on a secure electronic network - it was a alteration that had saved the small company nearly a million dollar mark last class and brought her her boss's attention. But she knew one of the man's foible was he still felt more comfortable reading from a piece of paper than from a screen, but to his credit rating he didn't require anyone keep back his hand and create detailed report for him, he simply printed out the raw data and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and bright, sometimes aliveness just wasn't fair.

"afternoon ladies and gentlemen…"Anderson broke the secrecy, his slow smiling still adorning his flawless font,"I must say that this quarter's fiscal theme is attention getting…"

"Sir ?"Mike asked with mix-up, he had thought last one-fourth had been unusually lucrative ; he turned to David but the man who ran accounting system and bang what their foreman meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax Mike, it's a good thing."Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laugh was sexy !"According to this report…"Carl Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a well manicured hand softly on the manila envelope,"…according to this report, Furniture Solutions Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollar bill last-place quarter."There was a quiet murmur of happy the great unwashed as they all tried to image what their bonuses would be."Ok…ok, we can all congratulate ourselves later."Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost uncanny power to read his employees'nous,"But before we continue, I would like to lay the mention with whom it is due…Gayle Winters, I am serious when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you young ma'am, know that your voiceless word is noticed and appreciated."

"Um…ahhh…tha…thank you sir…"Gayle stammered shyly as she blushed under his smiling regard, her organic structure threatening to loosen her brain as strange whiz coursed through her.

"Just the acknowledgement you deserve."Anderson replied with a voice that hinted something more, or was it just desirous thinking on her part.

The merging went on, the usual oil production reports on the usual study that most ignored as they pretended to watch the datum streaming across the holographic exhibit that appeared in figurehead of each of them ; each seat at the board had a fully usable workstation that, unlike the unity at everyone's spot desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the table surface. It was innovations like this that drove this company to ever-higher profits, creation that came from one place - the brilliant mind of one Gayle wintertime ! She knew she was the exclusively understanding this company was successful ; a monkey could sell her designs and in fact Mike in his squad simply fielded calls for purchase request, they actually didn't sell anything because the furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the coming together came to an end and she wondered, as she did every week, why she had to be here ; her reports were sent daily to Mr. Philip Anderson so she never had a presentation, and she couldn't upkeep less about sales or accounting or that Irma, the lady who cleaned the bathrooms, took a sick day last week. Gayle dropped her straits when she heard confect's high, and extremely annoying, part right behind her,"Remember everyone, Halloween party tonight."She chirped like an excited prater,"There will be guest, suppliers, shareholder, and even potentiality client in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and feel unloose to bring a day of the month if you wish !"

Gayle fought to control her mood, knowing the blonde bitch's live on comment was a crack directed straight at her ; she had never brought a date to any company function, not in the eight years she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a engagement since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to pile up the metier to get through another office party ; she was sure she would someday misplace it and get as a psycho gunman and end the annoyances in her lifespan with the attack of a twelve gauge. Gayle jerked slightly as a impregnable, but gentle, hand rested on her belittled articulatio humeri and pulled her from her homicidal rumination,"penny for your thoughts."

"Ohhhh no…"Gayle laughed nervously as she turned to watch Anderson sit in the plush professorship next to hers, the chair recently occupied by David ; but any attraction she had for the shaggy-haired accountant was forgotten as she looked into her bosses wan blue, almost Charles Grey, eyes,"I…ahhhh…I really don't think that would be a good idea."

"Mmmm, that bad huh ?"He asked with obvious business organisation etched across his perfect font ; his dark haircloth had a handful of grey but she couldn't supporter but marvel, as she stared at his boyishly young looking face, just how old this captivating man was. When she didn't answer him he sighed and softly lay his large strong helping hand on her small-scale, almost childlike, forearm,"Look, I know your coworkers can be annoying at times but shooting them is not the answer…"

"How the hell… ?"Gayle exclaimed, suddenly slamming her mouth shut and cutting off her words as she stared wide-eyed at the obviously amused man.

"You're sluttish to read than you might think."Marian Anderson laughed, then leaned in, whispering conspiratorially,"Besides, I have to admit the thought has crossed my psyche as well…from sentence to time."

Gayle stared a moment, not sure if he was teasing her or not,"Um…ahhhh…Mr. Anderson I…ahhhh….what I mean to say is….well um…"

He smiled and chuckled softly, the hand on her arm giving her a little squeeze,"first scream me victor and second relax Gayle, I'm not going you bite you or anything !"

Gayle couldn't aid but smile as she blushed, she wasn't used to holding a man's attention, and definitely not a man like Victor Anderson !"Sorry Mr…ah…sorry Victor…I'm, well I'm not very good in social situations and I utterly suck at small talk."

Victor smiled, patting her arm softly as he stood,"I think you're utterly charming."

Gayle slowly stood and watched nervously as his moth-eaten steel blue eyes gave her an appraising coup d'oeil, blushing as she realized she welcomed his heart on her body and wondering if he was flirting with her or just trying to be friendly,"I…tha…thank you winner, I think you're quite charming yourself."

He laughed, an unselfconscious sound of amusement that brought a promising grin to her case,"You are a wonder Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her boldness softly, a true up sin in the day of sexual harassment lawsuits but he was pretty sure he was in no danger from one Gayle Winters, especially when he felt her tremble under his touching."ejaculate on, go place change into your cute teddy support costume and we'll see you at The Regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a party, cut easy and have some fun for a change."Victor paused and leaned in with a wink,"William Tell you a arcanum, having a good clock time won't killing you !"

"Yes sir."Gayle replied reflexively, laughing softly when she saw his playful scowl,"Sorry…yes Victor."

"Better, now go !"He laughed before turning and retreating to his office. Gayle sighed with a minuscule smile still lingering on her pretty red lip ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was sure of one affair - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their little exchange had not gone unnoticed ; a greenness set of eyes narrowed as confect watched Gayle beginning for the threshold, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning part of the men she had been flirting with all afternoon. David was an amusing beguilement for the buxom blonde but she had her sights set higher and she'd be damned if she let that mousey small cuckoo get in her way !

confect caught up to Gayle at the elevators and stepped inside, giving her much small-scale coworker a favorable smile as the doors closed, it was a small building and the blonde was trusted she could have got her little schmooze without being disturbed if she was quick about it so she reached over and punched the emergency block off clit before turning to depend Gayle in the eye,"spirit bitch, he's mine so back off or you'll be dreary !"

"Whoa…what ?"Gayle stammered as she took a modest footstep back in the confined quad ; confect's suddenly hostile attitude taking her completely by surprise.

"You heard me you little bitch, winner is mine so back the fuck off !"

"I…I don't know what you're talking about."Gayle stammered, not sure how to react but the woman was a giant compared to her and Gayle felt real concern trapped in the small-scale elevator with Candy.

The big blond turned and pressed to button for the next floor before disengaging the emergency stopover,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too hard to get him interested and I'll be damned if you swoop in and shake your skinny ass at him…just back off and everything will be fine !"Before Gayle could respond, the lift dinged and the door opened, Candy quickly stepping out and walking away, her trademark smile back in shoes as she greeted the few mass still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few unusual looking from the people who joined her in the small metal box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her adept grin to try and cover her nervousness, but it looked more like a grimace. Gayle couldn't get out of the construction fast enough and nearly bolted the second the elevator threshold opened ; but she managed to control herself, skulking through the lobby with her head word down and her weapons system protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus check and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the mass transit vehicle to evince up, the buses rarely followed the agenda so it was mainly just a ready and waiting plot and today she wasn't really in the modality to stand there and have people stare at her like she was some skill experiment gone awry. Gayle took a deep hint and started walking, she only lived about a mile away, it was a squeamish sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had time ; maybe the farseeing walk would steady her some, she was still a petty shook by Candy's threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a slack cadence as she walked down the nearly deserted sidewalk ; she wasn't worried even though the sun was threatening to go down before she got home, it was a safe townspeople and a good neighborhood. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the slap-up petty shops that were on her street ; she never really paid attention on her bus rides habitation, she was usually lost in her own promontory thinking about some problem she had to work at work.

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy kitty costume she had ever seen - she had face cloth that had more material ! It was basically a latex V that would barely cover her girl parts and it had no spine at all, just an insanely richly cut bikini with a small tail attached to the vertebral column of it. She slowly walked to the large windowpane and stared at the nearly defenseless mannequin, could she possibly dare ? Well Victor did say cut slack, and showing up in this affair would definitely constitute cutting loose, besides wearing this would so annoy that fat-titted milk cow Cindy, she'd choke on her cud for certain."God, I can't believe I'm doing this…"Gayle laughed as she shook her head and walked into the costume store ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something other than her was in control of her leg as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the heel counter and cleared her throat to get the sales event womanhood's attending,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the pussycat costume in the window, the black one ?"

"Oh that will look so sexy on you, if you don't judgement my saying, you have the perfect body for that."The sales clerk replied cheerfully as she gave Gayle's body a once over with a pro eye,"A nix ?"

"Yes Ma'am."Gayle replied shyly, almost feeling like she was standing naked in front of the older woman.

"You're so golden, men like diminished women…especially of Asian blood, if you don't mind my saying…you all look like beautiful little dolls !"The woman replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a closet,"I know, I was thin once upon a time, but two kids took care of that !"Gayle barely registered the woman's word as she turned and held out a small-scale box,"Um…if you're wearing panties and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can't get hold of it back…health linguistic rule and all…sorry."

"I…I'm certain it will be fine."Gayle muttered as she dropped her head and dug through her oversized pocketbook, searching for her wallet,"How often ?"

"Ah twenty-nine, ninety-nine…don't know why they just don't make it thirty bucks, like a centime is gon na hit a difference…ok with tax that'll be thirty-two oh nine…let's just realise it thirty-two even huh ?"

"Ok…cash ok or would you prefer a card ?"Gayle asked quietly ; she rarely shopped in stores, buying near everything she needed online because she wasn't good with people and crowd made her nervous.

"Oh sugar, John Cash is always king !"The woman replied with a dulcet smiling that told Gayle that if she paid Cash it was dubious this item sale would ever be reported ; but what did she care, if this gracious womanhood could give a few duplicate vaulting horse then more big businessman to her. Gayle handed over the cash and started to turn when the adult female cleared her throat and stopped the modest brunet,"I'm not trying to be nosey or anything but I was just wondering if you own a G-string ?"

"A g-string ?"

"Sweetie, have you ever worn anything like this before ?"The elderly woman asked in a motherly phonation as she gently rubbed Gayle's amphetamine arm through her midst parka.

Gayle sighed and slumped her shoulders as she slowly shook her head,"No Ma'am."

"Mmmm hmmmm, I thought not."The sales clerk replied,"So I'm assuming by those painfully pragmatic shoes you're erosion, and the horribly sensible skirt and blouse…well…white cotton pantie ?"Gayle was so embarrassed couldn't even speak so she just nodded slowly as she blushed wildly,"Mmmm, and that's all you own….well that will never do."

"It won't ?"Gayle blinked, suddenly realizing she had no melodic theme what was required to be sexy, evidently it was much more elaborate then just a skimpy costume.

"Well seeing Andrew D. White panty hanging out would variety of defeat the reason for wearing a skimpy costume."The woman laughed,"Men want to see your jolly bum and not your granny knot panties…now about shoes…"

An hour later Gayle stood on the pavement waiting for a cab, her heavyset parka the only matter protecting her nearly au naturel dead body from the cold fall wind as it blew the dead leaves, from the trees that dotted the nearly deserted streets, across the urban center's concrete covered landscape with a mournful whispering hiss that seemed to try and separate her something she couldn't quite discern, in a speech communication she couldn't quite understand. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something dark and menacing glide soundlessly by, unseen but not quite unnoticed, in the dark blustery night ; was it that which the hushing, rattling leaf were trying to admonish her of some dark unseen presence, or was it a admonition of something malevolent yet to do ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlight approaching her, hoping it was the cab the nice cleaning lady had called her before closing up shop ; the night was cold and even though her parka was top of the line, it still allowed the iciness air inside to tickle her delicate, and mostly barren, scrape with its icy kisses as she stood there holding her outsized pocketbook that contained the clothing she had donned that morning, all the wear she had donned that morning !

The decent sales shop assistant had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone tire out, anything quite like the skimpy kitty costume ; she had stayed recent and helped Gayle discharge the looking at with a Negroid wig of yearn silky fuzz and kick shorn uncoiled across just above her large dreary center, recollective fateful lacing boxing glove that ended just below her modest elbows, and dim patent of invention leather kicking that covered the broken component of her bleak fishnet clad ramification. Two silver grey and atomic number 79 rhinestone wristband, a like garroter, and grievous black composition accentuated the face ; the nice older woman had even painted Gayle's finger's breadth and toe nails moody black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, powerful even. She looked sound and the gross sales clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having second opinion. She wasn't sure if it was the loss of seeing herself through the older fair sex's center, the fact that the excitement and euphoria of doing something so far out of her comfort zone was starting to put on off, or just that she was getting stale and the hook of her decent warm bed in her nice warm apartment was growing inviolable by the second gear. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the hell she had been thinking when she walked into the small costume computer memory, not sure at all that she had the courage to wear the skimpy turnout in public ; the thought of so many multitude staring at her small organic structure, searching for her fault, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The large yellow sedan stopped in front of her and she stared at it a minute, it was conclusion time ; did she just go house or did she screw up her courage and go to the party ? Gayle took a bass breather and reached for the bet on door with trembling digit, opening it and slowly sliding inside, her body struggling to create even the dewy-eyed movement, like she was being pulled in two different way, the rope in a cosmic game of tug of war.

"Where to Miss ?"The device driver asked as he turned in his seat to look at her.

"The Regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the sound of her voice strange in her own ears, the Logos strange in her mouth ; almost as if soul else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sense of relief as she sat back in the seat, clutching her large tote bag to her low chest ; the decision was made and for good or ill the die was shed and her future no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her eyes and said a piddling prayer to the god she had ignored near of her life as the taxi pulled away from the curve and started traveling down the streetlight illuminated street, carrying her like some modern day Cinderella to an changeable future. Gayle was mulling over all the possible disasters her peachy reveal would end in and missed the entire trip-up, actually surprised as the fomite jerked to a check,"We're here Miss, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her boastfully bag, opening her billfold and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the crumpled bill to the driver with a aflutter smile,"Keep the variety and…well thank you."

"My pleasure young woman, have a goodness night."The device driver replied with a genuine grin of his own. Gayle took a deep breath and nodded before starting to slide out of the vehicle before the number one wood's language stopped her,"Um..well missy, its not my spot really but you look kinda uneasy is all…um, well just so's you know…you look beautiful…um just sayin…ya bonk ?"

Gayle rewarded the blushing device driver with a bright smile, this was the first man who had ever called her beautiful and she found that she liked being complimented,"Thank you."She paused as he returned her grin, obviously relieved that she wasn't angry that he had over-stepped some inconspicuous boundary, before she nodded again and stepped out into the night, stopping to take a deep breathing time of the frigidity night air before walking with purpose into the shabu and steel door of the high-end hotel. She had made her decision and there was no point in delaying the inevitable ; she would soon be parading around nearly naked in figurehead of both her coworkers and congenator strangers.

Gayle walked over to the big alloy and glass response desk, her heals clicking loudly on the polished marble and echoing through the erectile lobby ; she stopped, waiting patiently as the middle-aged man finally degraded himself decent to take notice of her,"Yes ?"

"I'm here for the Furniture Solutions party…"

"May I see some identification ?"The man interrupted, his face pinched as if he smelled something foul about her.

"Ahhhh, sure…"She replied, a little intimidated by the fountainhead dressed snobbish man as she dug through her oversized purse for her notecase, removing both her number one wood's license and her employment ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

She tilted her caput and watched with curio as the man's position rapidly changed from adversarial to almost subservient,"Oh young lady Winters…my apologies, we expected you to come nearly an hour ago…well, regardless…your way is ready and if you have any luggage I can telephone the porter…"

"My room ?"Gayle asked with surprise,"I didn't economic rent a room…"

"Mr. Marian Anderson made all the arrangements…he did indicate that there would be no problems…I do hope the penthouse suite will be acceptable…"The man stammered, confused by her strangely unfriendly attitude ; he had never had anyone upset about being in the penthouse suite,"I assure you the way is quite comfortable…"

"I can't afford the penthouse suite !"Gayle exclaimed ; she made a good living but the skilful elbow room in the honest hotel in the city was out of even her cost range !

"Oh, that is no problem Miss."The man replied, obviously relieved that it was something so simple ; he had people receive costless stay in the penthouse before and the Leontyne Price had come up on respective occasion,"Mr. Anderson has taken aid of everything…"

"Hold that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant handbag that held most of her animation, this clock time digging around for her cellular telephone phone. She turned from the desk and took several steps away from the dapperly dressed shop clerk, pressing Victor's number on the tiny keyboard a bit strong than usual in her annoyance - how daring that man take such liberties ! Just because they flirted a little did not stand for she would be jumping into bed with him at the first opportunity, just who did he remember he was ?

"Hello ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

"Gayle !"The tall man replied happily,"Are you here ? Please tell me you'll be making an show at least…"

"Mr. Phil Anderson please !"

"Gayle ? Is something improper ?"Philip Warren Anderson replied, hearing the foreign tint in her voice,"Are you ok ?"

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her vexation pass on her just decent courage to get through the phone call ; she was for certain if he was standing in nominal head of him she would be putty in his hand and would feature let him lead her anywhere and do anything he wanted to her."I do not treasure you just assuming I'll spend the night in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could cause at least asked !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a little screech as she felt a strong hand lightly rest on her modest shoulder ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and observation as the modest Black box that ran her life sentence slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched digit. She swore silently, indisputable her phone was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her eyes ; she stared in stunned silence a present moment before she turned to look at Victor and watched as he hit end on her telephone and then slowly hold it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold aristocratical centre, seeing cypher but lovingness and real concern, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

"Wha…how…"Gayle stammered, shaking her head word slightly, trying to break away the magical spell looking into his optic had seemingly woven around her judgement ; she couldn't seem to reckon clearly or remember why she was upset, all she could focus on were the butterfly churning in her stomach.

"Gayle, please tell me what's wrong…if somebody did something to tump over you…"

Her genu nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her pocket-size upper arm with that large solid hand of his ; he wasn't even touching her skin and her physical structure still began tingling in the most delicious way. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, she had worked with this man for over eight years, sometimes in quite close quarters, and he never had this effect on her before ; sure he flustered her but all handsome men did, this was something different. She took a deep, shaky, breath as she stepped back slightly and tried to recover some of the scandal she had been feeling just second before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

Victor's supercilium raised in obvious surprise,"Me ? I don't understand, what could I have possibly done ?"

Gayle was still befuddled and blurted out,"I'm not sleeping with you !"

"Excuse me ?"Victor chuckled as the baffled man continued to stare into her eyes.

Gayle blushed brightly, even more baffled,"But the room…aren't you and I…I mean it's the penthouse…and…and…oh God, you don't want to sleep with me…oh my God, I'm so stupid…"She dropped her cherry fount into her little paw and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to oppose back her tear,"God, I'm so embarrassed…"

He sighed and reached out gently, pulling her into a loose embracing before speaking,"Shhhh now, there is cypher to be embarrassed about. This wasn't some nefarious plan to kip with you I promise, not that I'm adverse to the idea…"

Gayle looked up suddenly, her split now forgotten as the butterfly in her venter went into overuse,"Wha…you mean…um…are you um, are you attracted to me ?"

"Well…um, would that be so bad ?"victor asked in a quiet, quite life-threatening, voice.

"No…I mean well…you're really attracted to me ?"Gayle stammered, unable to believe what she was hearing,"How can you be attracted to me ?"

"Gayle you are beautiful, bright, funny and kind…how could any man not be attracted to you ?"master smiled as he pulled her glasses off and tenderly wiped her tears away with his thumb.

"Me…me ?"She stammered again, blinking the tears out of her eyes as she tried to focus on his face,"You…you really think I'm beautiful ?"

He smiled warmly as he slightly shook his fountainhead,"It's not what I believe or don't believe ; you are beautiful and that's just a fact. A man would have to be crazy not to be attracted to you."

Gayle laughed bitterly, not exactly the reception he was expecting,"Yeah, well it seems that every man on the east coast is looney then…"She paused and looked up at him,"You really think…really like me ?"

master smiled as he brushed a stray lock of her soft wig behind her lowly waifish ear,"I've always liked you Gayle, since the initiative time I saw you…"

"But…"She interrupted, stopping to compile her sentiment before continuing,"You never said anything before, why…why now ?"

He sighed, trying to make up one's mind if he tried to step back and hold open their relationship pro or throw caution to the wind and take after his ticker ; after a moment his heart won the battle and he bent down, slowly moving in to snog her even as he watched for any mark that told him to stake off. He saw none and a moment later his lips lightly touched hers and she gave a little whimper of surprise, but still leaned in to ready a proper kiss of it ; after a bit he leaned back, his physical structure trembling slightly as his principal spun and by the wide-eyed look at her somewhat face he was sure she felt the Lapplander,"Please differentiate me I shouldn't apologize."

She continued staring up into his eyes as she tried to watch her breathing time,"Wo…wow…"

"Good wow ?"He grinned, sure that she had enjoyed the kiss as much as he did, he slowly spreading grinning confirming his hunch a bit later.

"commodity wow…very good wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her head against his chest and closing her eyes as fright again clutched at the pit of her stomach,"Please tell me you're not playing with me, kissing the poor ugly girl because you feel dreary for her…"

"Oh Gayle, you are not ugly and I am definitely not playing with you."Victor replied and as before, leaning in and kissing the top of her fountainhead,"I…well I never said anything before because you never really seemed to be interested…"

"God, I was sssoooo interested."Gayle laughed softly,"But you are way out of my league…I mean value I never dreamed you could possibly have any interest in me."She leaned back slightly and smiled up at him,"You're beautiful…um…I mean value gorgeous…ahhhh…"

"I'd be felicitous with handsome."He chuckled softly, bringing a bright smile to her face ; a smile he thought was as marvelous as its owner.

She laughed as she rested her head against his chest again,"Handsome it is then."

The stood that way for various second, just enjoying the feeling of being airless, when the desk clerk cleared his throat,"Your keycard Miss."

Gayle leaned back again, searching Victor's eyes as she spoke,"Can you make water two keycards ?"

Victor blinked, then smiled slightly,"Are you sure ?"

She swallowed hard, trembling slightly,"N…no, but I want you to call for the card anyway…please ?"

"Make another card."Victor smiled softly, sighing as she rested her head against his berm,"come on, let go up to your room and get your constitution fixed…"

"Oh God, I must be a slew !"Gayle exclaimed, suddenly mortified as she buried her capitulum even tighter into his thorax ; ten minutes ago she wouldn't have cared about a minuscule smear mascara but now it was immensely important to her that she look her best for the man whose branch she now rested in,"Oh…don't feel at me !"

Victor chuckled, the warmth of the speech sound bringing laughter to her lip as well,"You look marvelous, you always look wonderful."

"You haven't seen me in the morning."She laughed, suddenly unselfconscious about how she looked ; he was doing strange and rattling things to her and just the fact that he thought she was pretty shot her self-assurance through the metaphorical cap,"You'll probably run screaming…"

"Am I going to see you in the morning ?"He interrupted softly, holding his breathing spell as he awaited her answer.

"Oh God I hope so."She sighed, amazed that he even had a doubt and even more astonied that she had basically told him that she was going to do what she so adamantly insisted she would never do just a few minutes before,"Oh God, you must think I'm such a slut…"

"Then I am too because right now what I want most in all the world is to hold you without all these damn clothes between us !"

Gayle looked up at him and literally growled as she stepped out of his arms and took his hand and started leading him towards the lift, only stopping when the hotel clerk called out,"girl, your lineup !"

"God damnit."She growled, dropping master handwriting before walking quickly back to the clerk, snatching the cards from his hand, and whirling about to yield to Victor who watched her with some amusement and much nervous anticipation.

"missy, you need to…"The clerk started, and stepped back slightly at her almost ferine interruption.

"Later !"Gayle growled as she retook master's large hand and began pulling him towards the elevator once again, the large man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven lilliputian woman. He knew she was nervous, watching her small helping hand tremble as she pushed the call release ; he was skittish as well but probably for a different reason.

Their fundamental interaction had not gone unnoticed and Candy snarled to herself as she watched the midget adult female she never dreamed would be a serious threat to her program and the man who she had her vision set on as her ticket to slowly street, to the aliveness of lavishness she was sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blonde growled as she watched the unlikely pair off step into the elevator and continued to look on until the door closed and the Book of Numbers above that door rapidly began to change as the metallic element box holding her prize and the thief who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

candy turned and began walking down the wide hall that led to the great ballroom, her heals clicking sharply on the white marble base as she fumed inside and wondered how to grapple with this new, most unwelcome, development. She saw David standing at the large wooden doors to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an idea flowering in her mind that might just salvage her architectural plan for a lifetime of leisure.

She smiled brightly as she waved back, adding a pronounce careen to her rosehip as she walked toward him with her shoulder joint pressed back and her ample busom leading the way,"David ! I believe I owe you a saltation or two…"

Gayle and Victor had no idea they had been spotted and frankly couldn't have cared less, once again wrapping their arm around each other and pressing their lips together as soon as the room access slid shut,"slideway your card…"

"add-in ?"Gayle breathlessly replied, all she was worry in were the brim still brushing against hers, the strong consistency pressed against hers.

"You have to slide your identity card or the elevator habit move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how fast thing were moving ; stunned but not really storm, he rarely was attracted to woman anymore and the few sentence in the past that he was affair always seemed to move fast. Those other intimacy always ended badly and he hoped against hope that this meter would be unlike ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to turn out this sentence, Gayle was special and he was tired of being entirely !

He watched as she fumbled for the card and almost desperately swiped it through the proofreader, quickly turning and searching out his brim once again ; her scent, her softness quickly driving the worries from his head as he eagerly returned her buss. Time passed without notice from either of them and sooner than seemed possible the elevator sang out it's familiar ding to let them make out they had arrived before the doors slid open and revealed the foyer of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The body of work of several famed interior decorators was lost on them, they only had eyes for each early at that particular consequence in time as they walked as one, entering the large hallway that led to the declamatory common room of the wide suite, shedding vesture as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the level, Victor stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative center across her minuscule, nearly naked, dead body several times,"Wow ! I know I said cut loose but wow !"

"What ? What's wrong ?"Gayle asked, suddenly self-aware as she looked down at the lilliputian cat costume that left very little to the imagination. She shyly wrapped her arms around herself and blushed as she stared at her shiny leather rush,"I…you're disappointed aren't you ?"

"Gayle…"

"I know its skimpy…and…and I know I have the body of a twelve year old boy..but I…I just thought…"She stopped stammering and sighed dejectedly,"I just wanted someone to notice me for a change."

superior's smiling faded as he stepped forward, his arms once again gently encircling her, as if that was what they wee made to do, looking down into her wide dark centre as,"I've noticed you every day for the live on eight years…I can't tell you how many clip when I leaned over your shoulder to look at something and caught your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of self-discipline I had not to lead you into my arms and kiss you over and over…"

"Oh Victor…I wishing you would have…oh I wish you would have kissed me and never stopped !"She sighed, a look of wistful joy replacing her premature expression of worry,"We wasted so much time…"

"That doesn't matter, we have all the metre in the world."He smiled,"All the clock time we want."

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the thin strap from her small articulatio humeri and the skimpy costume dropped from her trunk and bunched up at her foot, she shivered slightly as she stood naked, or nearly so, in social movement of the man she just realized she was probably in honey with. She made no move to cover her small lithe body as she searched his face for some sign that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his mouth slightly ajar,"Well… ? superior please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her eyes sparkling with joy as a wide-cut smile crossed her lips, refusing to leave her blushing face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted pes. She giggled like a school day missy, her body humming with desire, as goose pimple sprouted on her scour peel, his hands on her bare frame filling her with the most wondrous tingling sensations ; she kicked her feet, giggling again as the skimpy fatal rubber-base paint costume flipped off her small metrical foot and tumbled lazily through the air to land silently on one of the ridiculously plush lounge. She leaned into superior, resting her small headland on his thick shoulder and cooing out a quieten moan of contentment as he carried her across the large opulent room and into the just as expectant and just as sumptuous bedroom, pausing next to the unbelievably bombastic bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down comforter. Gayle's brain was spinning and she could hardly trust what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly dirty, cock-and-bull story and she was the princess instead of the homely amah or half-sister for a change.

"Gayle…I…I really want this but I want you to really desire it too."master whispered, tripping slightly over his Bible as he tried to explain emotions he really didn't understand himself,"I…well I really like you and I don't want to go too fast or ... or…GOD ! Why is this so firmly ?"

She grabbed his shirt, her belittled delicate fingers wrapping around the soft white silk as she pulled him down on the bed succeeding to her, tenderly caressing his brass as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn't get enough of the feel of his back talk touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few more kisses before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to tell apart you something…this is so embarrassing…"

"Hey, you can assure me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her face, his digit barely touching her skin and causing a chill of pleasure to wash out through her,"I couldn't possibly think any less of you…wait…um, that didn't sound right…"

Gayle laughed as he shook his head ; she didn't know if he had misspoken on purpose but judging by his mischievous smirk she kind of sentiment he did,"God you're wonderful…"

"So you had to secernate me I'm wonderful ?"He grinned, having almost as much fun joking with her as he did kissing her soft red lips,"I already knew that."

"That's what I love about you, your humility !"Gayle laughed softly, amazed at how wanton and comfortable she was laying naked in his arms ; she snuggled into his blazonry and again began speaking in a shy subjugate articulation,"superior, I really want to do this, to be with you, but I um, well I've never done this before…I'm a…well I'm a virgin !"

victor jerked back slightly, as if her words struck him with a physical power,"Seriously ? How is that possible ?"

She shrugged slightly before responding,"No one ever wanted me."

"I can't believe that…Gayle…Gayle, you're beautiful !"He exclaimed in skepticism,"I don't see how…"

"I…I'm sorry…"

"For what ?"Victor responded quickly,"There's no ignominy in being a virgin, we all were once you know."

"Its just…well I don't know what to do…well I do but well I…"Gayle stammered as she blushed brightly,"I'm sorry, I'm not very good at this sort of thing…"

"You're just fine."Victor smiled warmly as he kissed her forehead,"But this does variety of change things."

"Victor please…"She started to protest but he silenced her with a large well-manicured finger's breadth on her modest easy lips.

"stillness, like I said I'm here and I'm not leaving…I meant it when I said we have all the sentence we want."He smiled,"Its just I don't want to hurt you so we need to go slow and…well I know this sounds so shallow…but we do experience to realize an appearance at the company ... the great unwashed have been asking about you."

"Me ?"She asked in disbelief,"Why would anyone ask about me ? I'm a nobody…I conception office furniture for Pete's rice beer !"

"Gayle, you are a careen star to these the great unwashed !"He laughed as he rested his fountainhead on the soft pillow next to hers,"There's one thing about CEO's, we love our toys and you make the full toys."

She just shook her head, not sure if she believed him or not but not really caring, as long as he thought she was limited that was enough,"Do we have to go right now, can't we at to the lowest degree cuddle a bit ?"

"Cuddle ?"He laughed, his eyes twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a wonky smiling that made her heart wash,"I have the most beautiful woman in the world laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do undecomposed than a cuddle."

"Oh ?"She giggled softly,"And just what, pray tell, would that be ?"

superior answered with just a grin as he rolled over and straddled her small physical structure, leaning down and kissing her olfactory organ softly, then her lips ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her mouth but her pitiful whine turned into a soft moan as his lips tenderly kissed the soft flesh of her ticklish neck, tickling her sore silky skin with his warm wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her body ; his loving kisses like the cushy touch of a butterfly's wings as his sass brushed her tranquil skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her caput into the soft pillows as his mouthpiece found the small tender nipple of her small, nearly nonexistent breast ; she had always been self-conscious about her lack of curve ball but Victor didn't seem to mind as he teased the low gruelling bumps with his tongue, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to separate out the strange wiz coursing through her as he left her chest and slowly kissed his way down her flavorless stomach, jerking slightly when she felt his tongue every so lightly lick the inside of her thin, toned thigh.

"Oh God Victor…oh please…I…Please Victor…"She begged desperately, not knowing what she needed or even wanted ; but she knew if anyone could give her what her body craved, it was Victor.

"Mmmmm, you taste so good ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his face between her small sparse thigh and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile tongue, drawing more than gasps and moans as she panted rapidly, trying to catch her breath as bolts of lightening flashed through her tingle and trembling consistency. A quick radiance formed in the pit of her stomach, slowly spreading out to her extremity. After a few minutes of this wonderful torture of mild osculation, clear licks, and teasing probes into her minor consistency, she began to tremble even more violently ; she had never felt anything like this before, she had pleased herself before but this was something so far beyond that it made her endeavour seem blench and futile by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged border, her physical structure screaming for firing, even if she could only groan and skreak her motive for that tone ending ; finally he took shame on her and sucked her tiny reddened and conceited button into his mouth, trapping it between his front man teeth and his spit as he sucked gently, like a kitty nursing at its mother's nipple. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thighs clamped his point in stead and her dead body arching, her muscles rigid and shaking as she rode through her number one veridical orgasm like a dunnock spinning through a tornado. After nearly a second she collapsed back into the soft allayer and twisted away from Victor's inexorable glossa, no longer able-bodied to address his teasing touch, her post orgasmic torso just too sensitive.

He took shame on her and lifted his head from her dripping sex and started to cower back up her body, unable to resist the siren outcry of her smooth unflawed skin and her sweet musky smell, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in response to even the lightest of his buss. He reached her oral sex, using the counterpane to wipe his nerve, leaned in to kiss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy grin crossed her lips,"Oh God Victor…that was…was ... I…thank you…"

"Thank you ?"He chuckled as he leaned in and kissed her again,"Well you're very welcome."She smiled ; glad he didn't tantalization her, and aver she saw his eyes glowing with hilarity, or maybe even sleep with ? A female child could desire after all.

"Can we just reserve each other for a little bit ?"She asked, tilting her head as his lips sought her supply ship neck, his knife darting out and tasting the mellifluous saltiness of her smooth skin as she sighed softly,"I…I know we have to go but…but not just yet…please ?"

He brushed his lip against her sensitive skin one more fourth dimension, his diffuse breath causing her to shudder slightly, before he lay next to her, ignoring the wrinkled mess he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in winner's weaponry, falling irrevocably in love with her hirer, far below them confect was gathering her minions ; she had her intellect set on the magniloquent handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a engagement. She stood glaring at David, Mike, and Tony as the nervous men shuffled their understructure,"What the screwing is the problem ?"

"I don't know…um Gayle is like a pretty nice person and all, I don't think this is right…"Tony stammered as he glanced at his two cohorts who were obviously as loth as he was.

"What ?"The buxom blonde exclaimed as she stared the three men down, quickly turning her attention to Tony,"I would have thought she'd be veracious up your alley - she is built like a xii yr old boy after all ! That is about the right age isn't it ?"

"Wha…what ?"The curtly dark-haired man replied in wide-eyed shock, licking his backtalk nervously as he looked around,"I…I ahh…um, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh come off it !"She growled as she stepped forward and poked him in the chest,"Who do you suppose set up the garnishment to pay off the settlement with that boy's family ?"

"You…you know…but…but…"He stammered as he glanced at the two other men.

Before Tony could say anything farther she turned to Saint David,"And should we let the cat out of the bag about young lady Holt in accounting ? The one you served a gin and tonic with a crook of rohypnol…you commemorate her, she had to be taken to the hospital lowest Christmas political party drive you can't numeration and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

"Shut up, I saw what you did and more importantly so did the security measures camera !"confect growled in a low menacing tone of voice before turning to the death of her minions,"As for you Mike…"

"I get it."The improbable sandy haired man replied, the other two looking at him and wondering what his sin was ; he ignored them and calmly continued, he knew she had them and there was no point in fighting it,"What do you want us to do to her ?"

"I don't give a shite !"confect snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just make deuced sure she spends the night in the hospital…or the morgue, trader's choice."She tossed a keycard to microphone before turning and starting for the door to the small alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a sound that caused the three men to throb,"Just stool damn sure she's not back at work ever again !"

"Hey, what if we get caught ?"David asked, the fearfulness slurring his words slightly ; the nice bombination he had worked so laborious to achieve a long blank out memory.

"Don't"Was Candy's only answer ; but then she sighed and turned, knowing she had to grant them more or they would bolt,"aspect, if the bull start hounding you then I'll be your alibi…say we were having an orgy in my way or something."

"Ok, whatever."mike replied in a acidulate tone of voice,"But when this is over I want what you have on me…because if we go down, you go with us !"

"No problem."candy replied with a smiling ; she had no intention of being these three idiots'exculpation, and no intention of going to jail when they ultimately got caught, and no aim of turning the substantiation of their injudiciousness over - her nonexistent substantiation ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a blowjob to the skinny geek from the mailroom, what did a half hr either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced grind's little pecker hit her mouth, he wouldn't know what twelvemonth it was let alone what sentence ; she would make maledict sure of that !

The three men watched as Candy sashayed her ample ass out the small room's door, seemingly hypnotized by the back and Forth River movement ; it wasn't until the door closed and the blonde's quivering seat was lost from view did the men break from their spell, microphone taking a deep breath as he started for the room access,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three neural men, victor was donning his inkiness cape as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the crinkle bed,"So vampire ?"

"Nope."He replied with a sly grin, turning away from her a second, then turning back with a white porcelain masquerade covering half of his openhanded grimace,"Ta daaaa."

"Ahhhh, my tractor trailer handsome Phantom."She giggled, pretending to faint as she fell back onto the soft white reliever,"Oh spectre, are you going to enchant me…I hope…"

Victor smiled as he walked back to her, his small elfin doll ; so delicate in her beaut, so innocent in her appeal. An ancient hunger tugged at him but his love was impregnable than such lower-ranking things and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their sass still lightly touching, as he heard her soft moan of contentment."Every chance I get my passion, for eternity if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid political party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck as he started to grow,"postponement !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this time her tongue tentatively peeking from her slightly parted back talk, her diffused moan growing louder as he took the bait and gently probed her back talk, seeking the offered swag and finding it waiting for him. After a few second base that seemed to traverse hours, she dropped her head to the soft pillows and sighed,"God, what the infernal region is happening to me ?"

Victor sat on the bed, taking her small manus in his,"Gayle ?"

She turned her head and glanced at him, giggling softly at the feel headache on his face,"I'm fine…really."

"Something's bothering you."

"No, not really…well…no, it's nothing…"

"Gayle,"

She laughed again,"Ok…ok…it's just this is happening so fast…"

"We can retard down…"

"NO !"She exclaimed more vehemently than she intended, staring a mo at his look of surprise before they both began laughing, Gayle easily slipping into his blazon as of she had been made by the Fates just to be held by him,"Sorry…its just I don't want to slow down ; hell, I wan na go faster !"She snuggled her head even tighter into his bureau and sighed,"winner we belong together, I just know it…don't you feel it too ?"

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For eternity if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and headspring to the political party to at least arrive at an appearance and she was, after finally letting herself go with Victor, eager to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the charwoman who was in love, the woman who was brave enough to break the sexy costume she had purchased on a whimsy earlier that day, the woman who no longer hid behind baggy article of clothing and sarcasm. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by muteness except for the measured round of Victor's stiff heart, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a little scream of surprise, then giggled at her silliness as she looked up with a sheepish smile and a even typeface, Victor just smiling at her before checking the display on the low electronic gimmick,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a resign sigh as he connected the call,"Hello ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him talk to the buxom blonde with a sour look on his face, rolling his optic various times before grinning at her as he shook his promontory slowly,"Yes, yes…I…Candy, it couldn't be helped. Just enjoin them something I had to deal with came up…no…no, I'll be down shortly…yes, I look forward to seeing you too…"

"Oh you do, do you ?"Gayle teased ; she wasn't worried, it was easy enough to see by the exasperated looking on his handsome look that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the fast-growing blond woman."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is rather hot and those boobs…wow !"

winner ended the song as he grinned at his humble paramour, sliding his telephone back into his pocket as he laughed ruefully,"Yes, she is quite well endowed…one would almost say sexy…"

"Oh ?"

"Mmmm, unfortunately I'm allergic to silicone…"

"Oh My God !"She laughed as she fell back to the bed, curling up like a cat as she smiled at him,"You are a very mingy man !"

"Yeah…that was sort of unkind…"He sighed as he winked at her,"But one gets tired of having those airbags shoved in one's side three times a day !"

Gayle smirked as she cupped her own midget chest,"Good thing you're not a breast guy…"

"Who says ?"He replied with a blinking as he headed for the door.

Gayle looked down at he bantam bumps ; she didn't even bother with a bra, hadn't since she was twelve and wore a breeding bra. When she realized they weren't going to get any enceinte she just stopped bothering and wore t-shirts like a boy ; gravity wouldn't be her foeman. Gayle looked up with a frown,"But…"

"But what ? Your breasts are exquisite…and I don't have to care about throwing my backrest out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the sleeping room door ; she shook her mind and laughed, sighing a moment later as she heard the elevator get and soon depart, her new lover, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her head, still ginning a smile that she just couldn't rub from her pretty face ; for once life was good and she was going to enjoy it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her vesture, she really hadn't paid attention to where her thing had landed in those wild chaotic here and now as they had entered the way ; she was more focused on the man in whose sleeve she found herself in, the man she suddenly realized she had loved for as long as she'd known him.

Gayle dressed and took one last facial expression in the to the full length mirror, shaking her head as she realized just how much her minuscule body was left uncovered by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflection in the mirror,"well female child, its now or never…ok then, lets go establish the mankind the new us !"

She turned, still smiling like an idiot, and walked out into the green room just as the elevator dinged,"Now what did he forget…"Her words died in her throat as she saw three men step off the elevator, their faces covered by their costume masque,"Who… ?"

"shucks, looks like she dressed for us."One man laughed in a way that sent shivers down her spine.

"Just do what we say and everything will be fine."The tallest of the men said as they walked closer and spread in a loose semicircle in front of her.

"David ?"She asked in confusion as the taller man stopped in his tracks.

"No."He replied lamely, suddenly looking at the others nervously.

"Jacques Louis David, I know its you, I know your voice stupid."She replied with a small smirk,"Did Victor send you ? So what's the gag ?"

"My name is not David…"

"Oh knock it off."She laughed,"I know it's you…and Mike…and Tony ? Tony is that you ?"

"Oh shit…"The light of the three whispered ; they had thought that perhaps beating Gayle up, maybe raping her would be sufficient ; no one wanted to stamp out the small adult female but they all suddenly knew there was petty selection now."Do something !"

"Shit"David growled and did the lonesome thing he could think of, he hit Gayle in the typeface just as hard as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the floor."Shit shit shit…"

"Oh fucking relax."microphone sighed as he walked forward and knelt side by side to the unconscious woman,"Its not like we can let her live anyway, she knows who we are !"

The two early men stared at him a present moment before David shrugged,"Well fuck it, we knew that might pass off going in…"

"I…I can't do this…"Tony stammered as he began backing away, stopped only by Mike's strong grip on his arm.

"You can and you will…now the lonesome question is what do we piss it calculate like ?"

"Look like ?"Tony asked, swallowing hard as his stomach contents threatened to make an unwitting appearance.

"Yeah do we just beat her to death…or…or…"microphone stammered as he stared at Gayle's unconscious form.

"Or what ?"Tony asked in a subdued voice.

"Or do we ravish her and realise it look like some fucking sex degenerate did it."St. David finished, his optic lighting up with the hypothesis ; he had never really taken a right facial expression at Gayle before and was pleased with what he saw - this was going to be more than fun then he thought.

"I…I can't do that !"Tony complained as he started backing away, his optic wild with terror.

"smell you fucking little prick."Mike growled as he roughly grabbed the smaller man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly naked body as Saint David watched with a small snicker, the taller man feeling much better about the whole thing since rape was mentioned - he liked his cunt to hit him puzzle out for it ! Mike stood over Tony, ripping off his mask so the smaller man could see the seriousness of his run-in,"What ever we do, we all do it, we all end up as guilty as the other two so no one is tempted to fucking squeal to the cops - anyone public lecture and we all…all three of us, get the needle ! Got it ?"

"And…and what if…if I…if I say no ?"Tony stammered in a pathetic endeavor at defiance.

"Then we leave your bushed physical structure following to hers."Mike replied coldly, staring at the sniveling piffling man a moment before turning to St. David,"You got a problem with that ?"

Jacques Louis David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big put-on,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around mike, still grinning like a five year old with a cooky, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the small man back to the storey before picking up the tiny cleaning lady's hobble form and tossing her over his shoulder like a fuckup with a side of beef as he started for the chamber door,"And no mother wit wasting a perfectly good musical composition of ass, so I say rape."

Mike watched as the tall man walked away, Gayle's bleeding head swaying loosely English to side as she hung from his berm, shaking his head and murmuring to himself,"Fucking pervert…"He looked down at Tony, growling at the whimpering man."And what's your nooky problem now ? Wasn't I clear enough ?"

"I…I don't know…know if…if I can do…do that…"

"Fucking hell !"microphone growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the minor man to his human foot,"spirit, confect was right, she's as pocket-size as a kid. Just fucking close your middle and make she's the shortly stoppage on the Pee Wee baseball team !"Tony stared at him in horror and Mike sighed as his anger faded, he really didn't like the musical theme of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could stop David at this point and mike did say what one did they all did,"flavor, you don't have to finish or anything, just shove your gumshoe in her a few fourth dimension and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to stare at him in horror as tears ran down his pale brass ; mike sighed and gave him a brightness level shove towards the sleeping room,"tone, you can do this…you have to do this !"

Far below in the rowdy dance hall, Victor was listening to the inane babbling of one of the company CEO's he did business with ; a lot of business concern so he patiently smiled and nodded his head as the fat man prattled on about his golf game, Victor constantly checking his watch between glancing at the dance palace's large door, the fat man's parole lost on him as he wondered for the hundredth time what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupid to pull in Victor hadn't heard a Son he said, and slapped the marvellous man's shoulder joint,"That was classic !"

Victor smiled, forcing a chuckle from his lips ; this was the CEO of the tenth productive society in their metropolis after all so pander him was a business necessity,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The young boar prattled on, his ample jowls quivering in his amusement ; Victor thought it fitting he was dressed as Henry the one-eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an icon in his creative thinker ; Gayle's dark heart opened blanket in terror, tears running down her voiced nerve as she called out his name in desperation.

winner looked up and interrupted the fat gull in front of him,"Excuse me Thomas, I just remembered I have something important to do."

"But I haven't gotten to the secure part yet…"

"I'm sure, but this can't wait."Victor replied apologetically as he started to twist,"I'll just be a mo and we can pluck up where we left off."

"Oh very well."Dylan Thomas laughed cheerfully, too stupid to recognise he was being brushed off,"No relief for the arch hey ?"

"Something like that."Victor mumbled as he walked away, his mind already forgetting the fat fool even existed ; something was going on with Gayle, something bad - very bad ! He had learned not to ignore his visions a very longsighted time ago, they were rarely awry and even if this was one of the few times they were, he still was disquieted why Gayle hadn't yet arrived ; perhaps it was nothing Thomas More than she needed a footling moral support, her costume was a bit revealing…

winner stopped when he felt a pocket-size hand grab his arm, turning to see Candy's smiling nerve,"Buy a surd working girl a drink ?"

superior looked down into her eyes and his heightened senses recorded a million matter about her in that rip second, a million little pieces of data that suddenly had his abdomen churning with worry. He could smell a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the scent of Collin, the intern who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this ambitious blonde man-eater waste time with him ? He also heard her centre racing in her chest, saw the venous blood vessel in her neck opening distending as blood ran through them at ever increasing mass ; he could smell her fear and restiveness, see her school-age child dilate slightly as she desperately tried to delay him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was certainly included Gayle,"What's going on Candy ?"

She plastered that trademark smile on her cheek as she poured on the spell,"Just a lonely girl trying to get a well-favoured man to spend a petty time with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his eyes saw through her performance in an instant,"Cut the shit you little bitch ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"Candy recoiled as his eyes literally seemed to flaunt red with wrath,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the dance hall's large ornate doors, his soft leather shoe making restrained slapping sounds on the polished marble flooring as he hurried to the elevators.

The concierge saw him coming, wondering what had the large man in such a hurry ; the young man watched as victor hurried past the elevator, his inglorious mantle flying behind him, and entered the stairwell door. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to catch up with the large man before he got too far to tell him the stairwell doors were locked from the inside ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no sign of winner, just his porcelain masque laying broken at the unseasoned man's feet.

Far above, as the obnubilate Concierge gently nudged the broken mask with his infantry and wondered what had caused the deep scratched on the intemperate porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining knowingness. She groaned as she opened her eyes, her nous still too foggy to think back what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing moving ridge as she looked up and saw the feral smile on David's excited face,"Wha ... what…you hit me !"

"Gon na fucking hit you again if you don't stop squirming around…hold still you bitch !"David growled as she tried to kick him off of her ; he began punching her over and over a gain as he punctuated each blow with a growled word,"Hold…the…fuck…still…"

This was too much for even Mike, he was a killer but this bordered on agony and while he was a sociopath he wasn't a barbarous one ; he grabbed St. David's shoulder and with surprising strength flipped the with child man off Gayle and onto the floor where he landed on the carpet with a muffled thump and a look of utter surprisal,"What the hell ?"

"enough, that is fucking enough !"microphone growled as he stared the taller man down,"I'm sick of this hoot ! Sick of you ! Sick of this whole shag rotten mountain !"

"Wha…you said…you said we were gon na rape her !"David protested as he lay on the level, his pants still around his ankles as he stared up at his angry friend. David started to stand as he continued whining,"looking at, you guys don't have to but I want to and you said that we were gon na …"

"I changed my mind !"Mike slam back, kicking the taller man hard in the midsection and knocking him back to the storey,"cleanup her is one affair, but this is just sick !"He turned to seem at Gayle cowering naked on the large bed,"I'm sorry about this, I really am."

"Ple…please Mike…please don't…you do…don't have to do this…I…I won't say anything…"Gayle sobbed as she slowly scooted up the bed trying to get out the cold eyes man she once thought of as a protagonist or if not that then at least a well-disposed coworker.

"I'm sorry Gayle, I have to."mike replied sadly,"confect has got something on me, something that I just can't let get out…I'm sorry but its you or me…"

"PLEASE NNNOOOOOOO…"She screamed as he grabbed her small ankle and pulled her to him, his right hand flashing out, the tongue he held there biting into her flesh as he stabbed her stomach three straightaway fourth dimension. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in shock, coughing up a small trickle of rip, her screaming choked off by the burning agony that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon…"Mike replied, his watchword cut off by a gurgling scream behind him ; he turned to see someone, or something, literally chewing his way through Tony's neck as the man screamed over and over, an insensate sound that froze even a sociopath like microphone in station. He watched as Tony fell silent, his eye glazing over as his head came free and his body fell limply to the floor, spraying hot red line of descent in all counseling from the mangle plenty of core that had once been his neck. The big figure, dressed in a Shirley Temple Black cape and white rake stained shirt, stood slowly, his eyes two undimmed red coals burning in a hideously feral pasquinade of a human look, Tony's severed head still in his hired man, the dark figure's claw like fingers clutching the smaller man's dark hair.

There was a calm moment of silence as microphone stared into those bright fiery red eyes, a here and now that seemed block in time, an timeless existence passing in the blink of an eye ; but that moment ended as the dark figure of speech dropped Tony's severed psyche, screaming out a sound so other worldly and tremendous, mike swore his nerve stopped for a moment. He didn't have clip to ponder what he was seeing and auditory modality because before his eye could even register the bowel movement, the puppet crossed the room and drove his large fist through microphone's head, like a hammer through a melon. Gayle gasped as Mike's brainiac splashed over he small bare consistence, shielding her face as chip of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyeball off the dark physical body as he literally held David up from the interior of his shattered skull.

It turned to stare at David as he whimpered and tried to get up, care and his pants still tangled around his articulatio talocruralis making it a vain exertion ; the creature snarled as it watched him, it's large bloodless teeth gleaming a sickening white in the dim room as if they glowed some satanic light al their own. Gayle watched as the wight dropped Mike's corpse and turned to face Saint David, almost as if it were unaware of her presence, and slowly closed the distance with a terrible inhuman grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the creature stalk its future victim, the atrocious beauty of the giant capturing her tending and refusing to let it go.

The vauntingly sullen figure stood over David a second, then threw back its head and let out a fearsome holloa that shook the Windows, a roar that Gayle could feel in her bones. But the central sound that caused David to loose his bowels and void his bladder in scummy terror held no fear for her ; somewhere in that awful sound she heard something familiar, something that offered comfort instead of pain sensation, love instead of Death. She watched with just curiosity now as Saint David wept like a affright child, pathetically pleading for mercy in a thin weak voice. Suddenly the brute knelt, driving a mightily knee joint into David's tum and forcing the air out of the taller man in an explosive gasp, a low menacing grumbling emanating from somewhere deep inside the goliath's massive thorax as it grabbed St. David's cheek in it's gravid clawed hand.

Gayle gasped again as she heard it address, a representative she knew well,"You try to rape my dearest and you ask for mercifulness ?"

"Victor…"Gayle whispered, suddenly realizing what she had heard in that mighty roar.

Victor ignored her almost mum whispering as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, goose egg but a piece of centre to his form ; master spoke in a low menacing tonus, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a Lord of the Night, a child of the Blood Mother, I have no mercy for the likes of you !"

Victor drove his header down, his razor sharp teeth ripping into St. David's neck ; euphoria filled his idea as the hapless man's warm salty parentage filled his mouth, the coppery taste lingering as the blood slid easily down winner's throat, as had the descent of countless early mortals before him down through the aeon. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the taste of human descent almost a sexual release and victor knew why some of his variety had become so addicted that they had slaughtered K of humans, becoming mad with desire for the fond vital beverage that produced such exhilaration in his people. But it was a short dwell sensation and as Victor stood, David drained to the live on few drops of his lifespan's blood, he could feel the quick wonderful tendrils of the alimentation hysteria slowly parapraxis from his mind, leaving him fill and content.

He turned, his anger, along with his thirstiness, sated by the massacre he had visited upon these men, and hung his head as he looked into Gayle's wide dark eye,"I am sorry…I…I didn't want you to find out like this…"He watched in electrical shock as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the huge amount of her blood soaking the now garishly red sympathiser,"Gods ! Your suffering !"

He hurried to her side, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his arms, her parentage adding to the gore that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her eyes fluttered, a conflict to keep them spread,"It's nix, doesn't even hurt anymore…"Victor turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the heat of her lesion, smell the darkness blood and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying body ; her wounds were black and no doctor in the universe could bring through her !

But he could,"Gayle…oh my beautiful Gayle…wake up, please wake up…"

"I'm here, why are you crying ?"She asked calmly, her small hand reaching up to wipe away his rip,"Don't cry ; you're here, we're together…don't cry my love…"

"Gayle…oh Gayle you're dying."Victor whispered through his tears,"Please Gayle listen…"

"I'm dying ?"She interrupted as a small bout ran from the corner of her eye,"I…I'm sorry Victor…don't be mad…please…I'm sorry my love…"

"Gayle, please take heed Gayle, listen to me."Victor repeated, giving her a sad smiling when she opened her oculus,"I can save you but…but I have to make you like me…I…I have to construct you a monster…"

"Not a monster…I…I love life you…"She whispered weakly, he knew she was near the end.

"Gayle please understand, I can save you, we can be together forever…for an eternity…just say yes !"

"infinity ?"Gayle whispered, her eyes shutdown as she smiled,"I like that…eternity…"That was close sufficiency for him ; he brought his wrist to his mouthpiece, biting down hard and wincing, even Vampyrie felt pain.

He placed his torn bleeding wrist to her mouthpiece, petting her soft brown haircloth with his other helping hand as he leaned down and whispered,"Drink Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his combat injury and swallowing his blood, blood that would defeat the human Gayle but would also give nativity to something more. Gayle sucked greedily at his wounding a few More moments before the creatures in his origin banquet through her dead body and began the translation, with which came nuisance. Her eyes opened wide-eyed and she screamed out her agony as master held her downward,"Shhhh, I know my lovemaking, I know it hurts but the pain will pass soon…its ok…"She screamed one more time before the nuisance became too a great deal and her mind, in an campaign to save her sanity, switched off and the blissful quiet of the black-market reached up and claimed her.

Victor sighed, gently placing his hand on her small chest, feeling her spunk slow and then finally stop ; this was where her futurity hinged, either her center would restart and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die human. He waited, fright tearing at his idea as he searched her still dead body for any mansion of liveliness ; but he found none, nothing but decease resided in her small form and his heart sank as his pass dropped, what was he to do without her, his unending life would appear so empty-bellied with out her at his side.

He lifted his head suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking face, did he palpate something, a flutter, the pocket-sized flicker of life ? Yes, there it was again, her heart stirring ever so slightly, like a pocket-size birdie rousing from a deep rest ; suddenly a third twitch and then without any further warning her center began beating strong and proud as lifespan again returned to her small body. But not the animation she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite man, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you hear me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiet sad moan that escaped her small slightly parted backtalk was enough for him as joy filled his heart ; but there was no time to lose, she was still vulnerable until the transformation was dispatch and that would ask several to a greater extent solar day at to the lowest degree - she had been very near death after all !

winner pulled his cape from his shoulder joint and wrapped her low bloodstained body in the grueling silk and wool garment, it was dense and warm and would supply her adequate shelter from the cold ; he may have used it as a costume this nighttime but there was a clock time when this mantle, and others like it, adorned his broad shoulders on a day-to-day basis. He didn't need the protection it afforded from the chill Nox air and she soon wouldn't either, but for now she was still fragile and though she lived now there was no guarantee that she would remain that way, not yet.

He stood, Gayle in his arms, and surveyed the slaughter he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could continue undisturbed until she was stronger but it had been a noisy slaughter and someone was sure enough to come investigate sooner rather than later. He smiled grimly as he started for the room access, yes someone would come soon and it might be a bit awkward to try and explain the blood soaked room ; let alone three mangled corpses laying on the floor, one almost completely drained of blood !

Victor walked past the lift, scooping up Gayle's giant purse as he passed, and down the hall, kicking open the door that led onto the cap garden that acted as a sitting orbit for the penthouse suite and straight to the unforesightful wall that looked out over the buildings roof proper. He sighed as he looked down the thirty feet to the tar and crushed rock open below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the suddenly paries, there was no other alternative, he couldn't take the main elevator with a bloodline covered raw womanhood in his branch so he had to take the maintenance lift and it stopped at the roof below.

He took a deep breath and stepped from the top of the rampart, falling the space quickly and letting his legs bend with the impact of his feet hitting the roof at nearly twenty dollar bill miles an hour, not for himself but to save Gayle from as much of the jarring landing as he could. Satisfied she had weathered the start with no ill effects, Victor quickly ran to where the large maintenance elevator doors stood closed to the cold air of the night, Gayle's pocket-size torso Inner Light as a feather in his weapon system. She wouldn't have presented much of a burden had he been a convention man, and he was definitely not normal ; he smiled as he pressed the call button and was rewarded with a dim yellow light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the large metallic element box that smelled faintly of grunge and paint and waited as it slowly descended the seventy floors into the sub-basement he hoped would be vacate this time of Nox ; smiling as the doors opened to near delivery iniquity. The inky black presented no problem to him, his optic quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several electronic computer video display, a digital clock and the odd indicator lighter was like mellow noon to his raw eyes.

He quickly walked out of the gravid workroom, across the small antechamber and to the steel room access that led to the parking basement, kicking hard and smiling as it easily gave way to his inhuman strength ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked hours ago, laying Gayle gently in the back seat before sliding behind the roulette wheel and driving off into the cold dark night. It was fourth dimension for both Victor Marian Anderson and Gayle wintertime to disappear, to cease to survive ; something he had done countless multiplication before down through more years than he cared to remember and, he was sure, he would do many more times in the years to come. Now though he no longer dreaded the unending hundred ahead of him, he would no longer go through life sentence alone…





Candy walked through the function, smiling at the masses working diligently at their desks ; she was still the office manager but was sure that she would soon be resigning her perspective. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to expose his circumspection to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the troupe's ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable firms ultimate death. The fellowship was slowly going under as it tried to survive selling and reselling Gayle Winter's figure, but with out any new invention or the clever innovations she was noted for, their top client were quickly losing interest ; CEO's were notorious for their short attention couple and Gayle's old designs were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to impress your guest and competitors with tech they all had, no the game was not he who had the best toys won but he who had the new plaything first won.

candy really didn't maintenance if the troupe went under or not, at twenty-nine she was set for life ; between what she was able to extort from her new boss, along with what she had been able to slip from the company ever since becoming the VP in charge of accountancy meant she would never get to act again.

She walked into her great sumptuous post and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously luxurious office electric chair ; all purchased from society funds, from a high-end competition no LE. confect looked down and was surprised to see a black envelope with her name written in stemma red ink in thick bold lines on the front ; she rolled her eyes, this had to be somebody's trick for the Halloween party tonight. She was actually a piffling surprise they were even having it after the nightmare of in conclusion long time company ; microphone, Jacques Louis David, and Tony literally lacerate apart, Gayle and Victor missing. She knew the pillow slip was still open, Gayle and Victor having never been found ; but it was no concern of hers, null pointed to her even though the whole mess had been her doing. Well her program hadn't gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that night and Victor was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her favor ; the confusion that reigned afterward allowed her to steal even more money from the patronage's coffers and the pudgy balding man that had replaced victor as CEO was much Thomas More easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the unhurt thing had actually been a boon to the buxom blonde and had advanced her program to pull back Loretta Young by respective years.

Candy picked up the envelope and used a long garden pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that night a yr ago ; the prevailing theory was that Mike, St. David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to have a lilliputian party of their own and Victor had found them and in a fad murdered them all, the law had interviewed the desk shop assistant that had witnessed their kiss and it was the most plausible scenario in their judgment - it was always the boyfriend after all !

Gayle's torso had never actually been found but The checkup Examiner had assured anyone who would take heed that the ample amounts of her blood found in the bed most assuredly meant she had died that nighttime and he could only assume that winner had taken her body for some sick guilt driven reason. candy smiled as she pulled the thick card from the envelope ; the constabulary were mostly correct, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a bequeath participant and she was almost sure Victor hadn't been the one who had killed her.

Candy furled her brow when she read the one melody written in the same thick blood red ink as her gens on the gasbag, ‘ sports meeting me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the last two letters, it couldn't be ; no this had to be someone playing a grisly put-on and she was going to seduce them wish they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the large knickers in her desk, pulling her handbag out, opening that and pulling a small shooting iron out ; whoever was trying to play her would pay a very dear price for that mistake - nonentity fucked with her and didn't pay a dear cost for it !

She pulled the diminished weapons magazine, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her handbag, after slamming the tiny cartridge clip back household, and walked from her office, pausing only to speak to her secretary,"Tina, I'll be out of the place the rest of the day, I need to utter with a client."

"Yes Ma'am."The practically erstwhile woman replied ; Cindy insisted on the honorific, she was a vice President after all.

"No calls ; none at all, my headphone will be off anyway."confect called over her shoulder, not bothering to look for an answer as she walked away quickly, her fuddled polyester dress making a swishing sound to announce her passing game as she made her way to the elevator and stepped inside, pushing the now rarely used clitoris that would take her down feather to Gayle's lab.

As she stepped out of the lift, ripping the scandalmongering police tape out of her way, she saw a small blonde sitting at Gayle's now obsolete work station, her back to the elevator. candy stepped into the large lab, a midst layer of detritus had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her substructure kicked up little clouds,"Who are you and what…"

"Shhhhh, can't you see I'm working here ?"The diminished blonde interrupted in an amused vox as she continued to work at Gayle's old computing device,"My my my, you have been a spicy girl."

"Wha…"

"Now be calm down will you ?"The woman interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hatred to have to rip your tongue out…that comes later !"The minor woman typed a few more keys with her gloved bridge player and whistled softly,"My good, how much did you steal anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This time the small woman didn't laugh as she turned and to front the big-breasted blond,"SHUT UP YOU FUCKING bitch !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blond wig from her mind,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three loggerhead to rape and murder me, but you've been stealing the company blind for the last four years too ?"

"No no…it's not possible…you're abruptly !"Candy gasped as she saw the small womanhood push her chalk back up her nozzle, something she had seen Gayle do a million times.

Gayle smiled and tilted her straits,"I got better."

candy shook her head and to her credit recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her purse, dropping the small leather bag as she pointed the pocket-size blacken sword artillery at Gayle,"Well I assure you you won't get better this metre !"

"That won't do you any good you know, I'm not the shy picayune girl I used to be."Gayle laughed as she calmly stuffed the blonde wig into the outsized purse she had been using for years and stepped forward, pushing her looking glass back up her nose once again,"In fact you'll find there have been a great many variety in me…"

"Yeah, whatever…"Candy replied, an iniquity grin on her fount as she pulled the trigger.

Out in the street winner was getting a little impatient as he circled the block for the fourth time, wondering what the nether region was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hack candy's computer, get the incriminating data point, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two hr and was worried she had been caught ; they didn't really look like they did a year ago but they would probably still be recognized if spotted by anyone who knew them.

superior swore as he double-parked, instantly getting the attention of a metre amah ; he shook his headland as she started towards him, shifting the car back into cogwheel. He was about to contract off when he saw Gayle walk cheerfully out of the edifice and flap the woman off as she pointed towards him ; winner breathed a sigh of sculptural relief as the time amah nodded and turned.

Gayle slid into the seat side by side to him and smiled, her digit slipping her eyeglasses back up her nose,"Got it."

He smiled at the familiar gesture she probably didn't even make love she was doing,"Why do you still wear those things, the electron lens are just sheer glass anyway."

She tilted her head and smirked at him,"I thought you liked girls who wore glasses."

"Just one."He laughed, then paused and tilted his pass,"You have something…ah right…um, on your upper lip there…"

Gayle wiped her upper lip and smiled as she popped her finger into her sass,"Mmmm, just a bit of Candy… ”